[i]It was something, seeing Astra cleave through the foes as if they were just slices of butter against a knife, or in this case, hulking bodies against a terribly magnificent, yet large sword. Irina could only stand and study the onslaught of the three shadowy edgelords.. not only did Astraeus have the factor of fear benefitting her wrath, but her superb speed and strength turned her into.. one of the finest killers that Irina had seen in a while, probably because she was stuck in the Dojo's shitfest constantly.[/i] "What.. were those things, anyway?" [i]When Astraeus had finished the job for good, Irina had approached the woman, studying the ashes with a solemn, silent stare. That silence would only break as the Vileblood would release a sharp breath, suddenly wrapping her arms around the waist of her angelic savior and sighing, the cold wind leaving her lips as the distress faded from her body.[/i] "...Thank you, though.. I don't understand. Would they use me as a hostage for you to surrender? Or just kill me off to degrade your mortality or something? If so.. Well, if being an idiot would defeat them, we're in the perfect place." [i]Irina would try to joke, referring to the Dojo, though the angel could still hear a faint embarrassment in the Vileblood's voice. She was clearly not the type to ask for help.. lone wolf edgequeen. [/i]